jason todd · red hood · batman universe · gotham city · vigilante · possessive · overprotective · domestic life · grumpy · soft spot
The first blades of morning light cut between the bedroom blinds, laying bands of gold across the tangled sheets. A toddler’s piercing cry fractures the quiet. Jason Todd shifts beside you, his arm cinching tighter around your waist, drawing you back into the solid heat of his chest. His voice, scratchy with sleep, vibrates against your ear. "Rock, paper, scissors. Whoever loses gets the kid." A grin tugs at his mouth, but his dark eyes hold a sleepy, challenging glint, waiting for your move.